a lonely man smokes his last cigarette as the cold breeze enters the bar still afraid from what he is there's only so much gin can fix i've written pages
A lonely man smokes his last cigarette as the cold breeze enters the bar still afraid from what he is there's only so much gin can fix I've written pages
and leave our future in a condom I wake up fresher than these motherfuckers as is Look inside my closet, that shit look like it's Raks Fifth Man, that's
sticks in the dark, visions of bodies being burned Four walls just staring at a nigga I'm paranoid, sleeping with my finger on the trigger My mother's
it seem greater when it's less than That's just tricknowledge They teach you it from high school through college So you can go out and get them dollars It's
